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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ that nigga a munch, onyankopon (nsfw)
ony doesn’t like to be disrupted during meal time.
you were laid on your back, ankles damn near locking behind your ears as your lower half filled with immense pleasure. you were unsure of how long you’d been in this mostion. could have been hours, could have been minutes. but all you knew was that you were in this position for so long being oleasured, you were maxed out in sensitivity.
onyankopon had no problem with staying here all night, clear skin all between your legs, soaked with your cream. “oooh daddy,” you whined lowly, biting down on your lower lip. “fuck, i’m gonna cum.”
ony could feel himself physically growing hard beneath him as he lapped up at your arousal, making sure to nuzzle his nose in between your folds each time, sending you further along the edge. he flattened out his tongue against the entrance of your pussy, making sure he covered all his bases.
“gon’ head and nut mama. you know daddy gon catch it on that pretty pussy.” you quite literally throw your head back against your pillow, unable to take anymore of the torture. ony was so good at eating pussy, you didn’t know how you were able to withstand lasting this long. not to mention how you were a bit faded after smoking with him a few hours ago.
he was folding you in half so good, the fatty pudge of your stomach did it’s best to peel out from between your legs. it slightly obstructed your view of ony’s head digging in to eat your pussy, but you didn’t care too much to watch him anyway. not when he was tongue fucking you so good.
as you feel the knot in your stomach untying, strings of daddy daddy i’m cumming left your mouth as your legs spasmed around his head. it was getting harder for you to hold the camera as pleasure clouded your senses. with devious eyes, ony used the flat of his long and skillful tongue in order to continue lapping up at your juices.
“hold that camera still mama or we boutta do this shit all over again,” your man threatened as his gaze never once removed from the lenses. he wanted to make sure that the next time he looked over this exact video in need of a quick jerk off, he remembered exactly what it felt like eating your pussy.
meanwhile, you’re still above him on the pillow, feeling yourself lightly squirting against his face. you try to place your hand between your legs to get him off you in avoidance of the foreign liquid, but ony quickly swats your hand away. “move your fuckin’ hand or i’mma move it for you. don’t lemme tell you again baby,” his voice was dark and serious as your arousal didn’t bother him one bit. “tryna munch on my shit and you disturbing me.”